Cod Snake Novels & Stories

MHOREIN'S POV I gave Chain a bothered look. He isn't looking at me. Aiden was too busy eating and Rose was too. I gulped. 'tap tap tap' Chain looked up with his eyebrows met. He took a bite out of his burger. 'scratch scratch scratch' He looked at me, confused onto why Im using a code. I looked at the bastard Jay, who was enjoying his meal. And another one. 'tap tap tap' Chain's eyebrow raised. I looked at Jay and then back at him. He looked at Jay as well. I tilted my head to the side

I said as I raced down the road. “Do you remember the code?” He asked. “Yeah.” I told him, then hung up the phone. It took me less than fifteen minutes to arrive at my destination. As soon as I input the code that I remembered into the keypad, the large iron doors opened. Stepping through the doors, I entered a large room that was filled with many different electronics. “I could tell by the sound of your voice that something was wrong.” Turning towards the voice, I smiled at my old friend. In all these years, he hasn’t changed a bit, except for the tattoo sleeve that was now covering his left arm. He went by the name Snake, and we had grown up together.

His tattoos curled up his neck and under his ear like smoke. Beside him was Felix, leaner, wiry, with a mop of dark hair and scars on his knuckles that told enough stories on their own. Felix was quieter, but he had a gift for slipping through digital and physical security alike. If Reid was the tracker, Felix was the ghost.

Dolly said looking lovingly at her son. Tresh nodded to his mother knowing too well what she meant. Big G was the next to speak. “I hate long speeches, I will talk for all your friends in here so we can start eating and jamming.” “Yeh!” his friends agreed in unison. “TT my man, we are proud of you. You beat rehab’s ass, you kicked that Red snake out of your life,” Big G said, his face expression changing to disgust when mentioning Reds, whom he despised for getting Tresh hooked into drugs.

"A user who goes by a single codename." The image of his parents faded, replaced by a single, elegant symbol glowing in the dark. A snake, coiled in a circle, devouring its own tail. "Ouroboros."

That big snake seemed to understand Viper’s words and was about to go to its master side. There was a sudden flash of cold light—an arrow shot at that giant black snake, directed toward its head. However, surprisingly, that arrow that could pierce through any animal’s body failed to penetrate the big snake. There was a clunking sound from the snake’s head. That arrow couldn’t even pierce through its scales. This snake was no longer an ordinary snake but a Kodoku snake. Its scales were as hard as steel. When Viper saw this, she drew a black dagger right away and picked up her pace. She yelled, “Xanthus Meryem, there’s no way for you to escape this time.”

Three colors representing different venomous animals appeared along with the burst of energies. “They’re the Three Voodoo Sovereigns of the Voodoo Cult, Master Collins. The one on the left in green is the Snake Voodoo Sovereign, the middle one in black is the Scorpion Voodoo Sovereign, and the one on the right in red is the Toad Voodoo Sovereign,” Madam Snake quickly told Chase.

She gets excited as she talks, face lighting up. “Coding standards?” “It’s the basic guidelines used when writing out the code to a new program.” Having reached my car, we stop. I turn my head down to meet Quinn’s gaze and raise an eyebrow. “I’m not even going to pretend to understand what you do.” She brings her shoulders up and smiles. “That’s okay. I don’t understand it either.” Her smile disappears the moment she realizes what she says, and the flush is back to her cheeks. “Actually I do. Obviously. Since it’s my job.”

Brandon- the dust just before the rain comes down. Cody- color of his eyes? Brandon- brown. Cody- where is Nova? Brandon- stop it .. I see what you are trying to do. I am not crazy, his my mate. Cody- name of your previous male partner. Brandon- I, I.. fuck you!!!

Three heads snapped toward me like synchronized chaos dolls. “And before you ask,” I continued, “yes. It’s connected to the Ashfall Circle. And yes. There’s a name—or rather, a codename. Codename D. That’s all I’ve got. No official record. No clean trail. The curse wasn’t even supposed to exist anymore.”